Plane: Apostle of the Secret Realm

Chapter 515 The Knife Sharpener

Xu Feng stared at Masef, with a look of admiration in his eyes. The two defensive skills were fired almost instantly, and only high-level apostles possessed such abilities. When mid-level apostles used them, there would always be There is an interval of one or two seconds, which is easy to create a loophole and be taken advantage of by the enemy.

"Masef is a high-ranking apostle, and his means may be more than that. He is waiting for the enemy to appear. Once he finds the enemy's trace, he will definitely attack the enemy like a storm!" Xu Feng thought to himself.

In his previous life, Xu Feng was also a mage. Although he was not of the same profession as Masef, the attack and defense methods of legal professions were similar, and similar traces could be found in the released skills.

At this moment, an old man dressed in shabby cloth, with a piece of leather felt hanging from the front, holding a whetstone in his left hand, and a long knife in his right hand, appeared in front of everyone.

This old man has white beard and hair, his face is full of wrinkles, and his eyes are full of vicissitudes!

He suddenly appeared in front of everyone, as if teleported. Even Masef didn't realize how the old man appeared, and his face was full of vigilance.

stab~
The old man rubbed the broken long knife in his hand against the whetstone, and the ear-piercing sound resounded in everyone's ears again, piercing everyone's ears like a needle. The sound of rubbing came from the hands of the old man.

"The Knife Grinder?" Masef seemed to recognize the identity of the old man, and couldn't help exclaiming.

"The Knife Grinder, what is that?" Kerry frowned slightly, and asked the ugly-faced assistant beside him in a low voice.

"A very mysterious neutral organization, it is said that it will appear once every ten years, and every time it appears, there will be very important events in the world..." Linda said in a low voice with a cautious look on her face: "The black plague incident three years ago , it is said that it is related to this neutral organization..."

"What? The black plague? The black plague that almost wiped out the entire Witch Valley?" Carrie showed a look of horror on his face. He just wanted to recruit a few potential men to develop his power in the Far East, but he didn't want to fight with him. This kind of neutral organization similar to a terrorist organization has a relationship.

For a moment, Kairui wanted to withdraw, and the orb that had been in a state of being ready to be activated was slowly taken back into the space package by him.

This orb is called the Sealing Orb, and it has the ability to temporarily seal high-ranking apostles. It was also prepared by Kerry to deal with the escort teachers who protect players like Xu Feng, but the sealing orb can only seal one high-ranking apostle at a time. Out of the three, the four forces, Kerry is considered the weakest side, in the event of a conflict, his side is probably the first to be wiped out.

"Prepare to retreat..." Kerry whispered, and at the same time made a gesture towards the speedboats around.

"Among these people, I only need one inheritor, and the others can be given to you!" The old man glanced at the ship, his eyes swept over Xu Feng, and Xu Feng felt a feeling of trepidation.

Masef stared at the old man with stern eyes. As a dark wizard, he had never been so intimidated by anyone.

"What if I say no?" Masef said viciously, he couldn't be weak and shrink back just because of the other party's words.

The old man didn't speak, and looked at Masef calmly. The next moment, the old man's figure suddenly became nothingness, and suddenly appeared in front of Masef, tens of meters away, as if he had teleported directly.

Boom, boom, boom~
The five fireballs slowly rotating around Massef were also triggered at the same time and flew towards the old man, but these five fireballs exploded a foot away from the old man.

The flames splashed everywhere, and for a while, the old man was enveloped by the flames, but Masef did not show any joy on his face. Instead, he retreated immediately. The dark red light in his left eye also began to rotate violently. After a while, A ray like a laser shot towards the old man in the flames!
Hot rays!

This is a third-level spell, but it is obvious that Masef, who is a high-level apostle, has cultivated this third-level spell to the peak, and its power is comparable to that of a sniper rifle!

After firing a scorching ray, Masef's figure swayed slightly. For a while, dozens of phantoms of Masef appeared in the midair. Seif is average.

Each Masef is chanting different incantations, as if they are releasing different spells. The terrifying aura is constantly emanating from these figures. It seems that each figure is real, and what they release is also real. spell skills!
"go to hell!"

All the Massevs let out a roar at the same time, and dozens of different spells flew towards the flame in the air. The marine life is fleeing from this area in horror.

"Let's get out of here!" Fan Xiong whispered to the captain.

The ship carrying the contestants began to slowly leave this area. At the same time, the energy vented in mid-air gradually calmed down, and the smoke cleared. The old man known as the knife sharpener stood still intact. In the same place, he looked at Masef with cold eyes.

"Impossible!" The dozen or so Maseffs floating in mid-air showed panic expressions at the same time. It is impossible for any high-ranking apostle to survive such a stormy attack head-on.

"Everything you do is meaningless!" The knife sharpener whispered, and his figure flickered again in an instant, appearing in front of Masef, and the broken long knife in his hand was also moving towards Masef. hack!
snort~
Like a hot knife cutting into butter, there was an indiscernible cutting sound, and the energy shield on the surface of Massev's body was split in half by the broken long knife in the knife sharpener's hand. There is an arm of Massef.

"I only need one inheritor, and I can give you the rest!"

The old man who succeeded in one blow did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but retreated back, looking at Masef with a calm expression.

Masef's face was full of ferocity, gray-black mist gushed out from the wound on his left shoulder, and even the chopped off left hand turned into countless insects, rushing towards his mouth.

Moments later, Masef's left arm began to grow rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Looking at the knife sharpener, the suture marks on Masef's face began to turn red, and it looked like long dark red worms were crawling all over his face.

"Okay, just one person, and the rest are mine!" After a while, Masef gritted his teeth.

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(End of this chapter)